Chapter 19: kill

Several people quickly approached. The first one was a young man of twenty-three and four years old. His long face was flowing, and his pistol was blatantly inserted into his waist. He held an iron bar in his hand. From time to time, he held his hand and sullenly said: "The courage is not small. Seeing that we are not fleeing, I thought I would chase a road?"
"Boss, also said nonsense! Men left the knife and wallet, you can roll. The woman's left, such a beautiful beauty, tastes good taste, and have fun today." A side of the mix looked at Zhao Yali delicate The skin looks dull.
Zhao Yali’s face was slightly white, and she asked in amazement to Luo Yuan:
Would you like to call the police?

"Alarm, laugh at me? Now it's the end of the world, who still manages so much, don't you believe that you call?" Several couples laughed.
"Is the police all over?" Although Luo Yuan could not understand the dialect, the general meaning could be guessed, and the doubt asked.
"Laugh me, now every day is dead, the police have managed so much, even if you kill you, nobody cares. If you don't want to go, you want to marry a hero, then you will stay!" Laughing, my heart is vaguely feeling a little wrong. But as soon as he remembered the gun on his waist, he calmed down.
Look at the incompetent look of the gangsters, it seems that the situation should not be false.
"That is to say that killing you is all right?" Luo Yuan said quietly, at the same time a faint momentum emanating.
A few glimpses did not come to the heart, and could not help but take a step back.
The head-mixing was a bit timid, and when he reached out, he touched the pistol on his waist.
Luo Yuan had already noticed the pistol on the other side's waist. He would give him a chance. His foot was a force. It was like an arrow from the string. The body accelerated instantly. The distance of three or four meters passed by, and the next moment was a long knife. The sheath, like a lightning bolt, slid quickly across the opponent's right hand.
Until the landing of a palm holding a pistol, the headed gang screamed.
A few gangsters were horrified, and things happened so fast that they couldn’t react to it. I don’t know if it’s near or backward.
Luo Yuan’s pistol was kicked to the side with a broken hand. Without a gun, the gangsters were not in his eyes.
"Kill him, kill me now!" The headed gangster screamed and shouted, hysterical shouting, looking at Luo Yuan's eyes full of grievances.
A few of the gangsters hesitated, these people were originally bullying and hard, and now they are more fierce and evil, and there is only timidity in their hearts.
Looking at the hateful eyes, Luo Yuan hesitated to kill him?
Not only is the moral concept of long-term development, but also the deterrent from the police, it makes him somewhat erratic. But I won’t kill the head-mixed gangster. It’s definitely a post-mortem. It’s okay, he’s going to leave, but Zhao Yali will stay nearby, keep such a person, once he hears the news, I’m afraid the consequences Unimaginable.
"Ya Lijie closed her eyes!" Luo Yuan suddenly said.
The headed gangster seemed to be aware of what, and repeatedly retreated, screaming in horror: "You guys, bastard, ah, come on, do you think he will let you go?"
"Shut up!" Luo Yuan screamed, and quickly stepped forward a few steps, a long knife, and quickly cut the mixed throat.
He widened his eyes, licking his throat and squeaking, and the blood mixed with his blood rushed out. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say it, and eventually his body slowly fell to the ground.
Looking at the punk, his heart seemed to open a certain cockroach. At this time, looking at the rest of the gangsters, it was already murderous.
Since one person is killing, and a few people are also killing, it is better to kill all of them, and leave no trouble. These people obviously do bad things, and there is no burden to kill them. In addition to evil is to promote good, he thinks in his heart, just like self-hypnosis, and quickly expelled the guilty feeling of murder.
As soon as he had a decision, he no longer hesitated.
A few gangsters felt wrong, and immediately turned and ran, but it was too late.
Luo Yuan's body suddenly rushed in, and he cut off the head of the first one in the first step, and after a few steps, he caught up with a gangster, and the tip of the knife straightened straight through the head from the back neck. His movements are free and easy, but he is murderous.
Paraplegic, inverted, light, cross-cut!
One by one, the mix is ​​constantly being caught, and then fell to the ground.
With 12 points of agility, plus a few mixed flusters, and escaping, almost everyone escaped, when the last gang was worn in a vest, only a dozen seconds passed. He gently shocked the blade, shook the blood, and inserted the knife into the sheath.
When he murdered, he was excited, but when it was over, he felt a panic and regret, lest he was found by the police.
He turned to look at Zhao Yali, only to see Zhao Yali sitting on the ground, a look of wood, eyes with endless panic.
He ran to her quickly: "What's wrong with you? Isn't it telling you to close your eyes?"
"Killing, you kill!" Zhao Yali muttered to herself.
"It's okay, a few gangsters, let's go! If you are seen, it's not good."
When Luo Yuan finished speaking, he noticed that his mentality was somewhat wrong. He found that his panic was not about killing himself, but about the consequences of killing. It seemed that he did not mind the death of several mixed people. Killing is killing, feeling like killing mutant mice.
When did I develop this kind of mentality? I used to remember that I didn’t dare to fight with me. Now it’s obvious that even killing people is not in the heart.
"Yes, yes! Go away." Zhao Yali immediately reacted.
She just remembered to stand up, but she felt soft and soft: "Hey, my legs are soft, you help me."
Luo Yuan subconsciously looked at her thighs. She sat down in a posture that was not right. She was half-squatted on the ground, and the skirt was picked up by most of her, revealing the roundness of the big half like the full moon and white buttocks.
Just after a killing, Luo Yuan is still extremely excited until now, when it is extraordinarily daring, at this time, it is stimulated by such a seductive scene, and the hand can't help but touch it.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Yali was touched by her and was shocked.
Luo Yuan pulled Zhao Yali up.
"Smelly, full of eroticism!" Zhao Yali stood up and opened the hand of Luo Yuan, her face angrily.
"Who told you not to wear underwear, normal men will have a reaction!" Luo Yuan explained innocently.
The woman is so strange, yesterday is still lingering, and today I will not even touch it, Luo Yuan thought.
Zhao Yali’s face is red:
Then you shouldn’t move your hands, you are not my boyfriend!

Luo Yuan is silent and does not accept the words.
Zhao Yali was even more angry. She kicked her and walked forward. "I am gone, go back!"
However, when she saw the dead body on the ground, her footsteps gradually slowed down.
"There is still a long way to go, and it may be dangerous to wait. How can I be assured of you alone?"
"You don't have to take care of it." After thinking for a while, she strengthened her tone and said: "Even if you come to my house, I will drive you out!"
"Don't be so ruthless, how can I say that I am also kind enough to send you." Luo Yuan sighed helplessly, 'angry' said: "Since I don't welcome me, then I am gone, I know I will not come to you."

If you don’t return, you will go back.
Zhao Yali looked back and saw that he really left. My heart felt suddenly empty. She waited for a while and saw him go further and further and seemed to have decided to go. The grievances and the fear accumulated in her heart made her finally unable to bear it. She suddenly fell to the ground and cried, and soon she cried out of breath.
After a moment, Luo Yuan’s voice rang from the side:
A big person, actually still crying?

Zhao Yali heard her voice, and her heart was wronged. She cried even more. She twitched: "You want to manage... Why don't you go... What are you doing?"
"I am not kidding? I just suddenly remembered that there was a pistol left behind, so I took it back," Luo Yuan explained. Even if it was not for the task, she didn't feel so worried that Zhao Yali would go home alone.
When Zhao Yali heard it, she couldn’t care about crying. She quickly stood up and said anxiously: "You are stupid, what are you doing with the gun? Throw it away and be caught by the police."
Luo Yuan’s heart was touched: "This gun is for you, and it will be used later. As for the police, I am afraid I can’t take care of such a small matter. Even a few gangsters have a gun. I don’t see a few people with guns. As long as it is better, it will not be a problem."
Zhao Yali flustered and refused: "What do I have to do with the gun? Too dangerous, my parents saw it scared."
"Now the world is very chaotic, and it may be more chaotic in the future. If you develop it, no one knows. There is a gun in hand, at least it will be safer. If you encounter a mix later, there will be a gun, it will be more deterrent. Luo Yuan advised.
Zhao Yali was somewhat moved, thinking of the thrills and fears coming over the road, and she did not resist the gun: "But I will not shoot."
"I learned a little with a policeman, and I will teach you how to open insurance and shooting." Luo Yuan smiled.
Zhao Yali saw Luo Yuan’s smile, and a suffocating rush came up:
Don’t think that I will forgive you. The last night’s thing was just a moment of impulsiveness. If you move your hands again, I, I will...
She I can't think of any threatening vocabulary.
Attracted by the smell here, there are many large and small variants on the roadside. The sky seems to have one or two black shadows constantly circling, I am afraid there will be more and more. However, this is also good, the destruction of the dead, the opportunity to expose themselves is even smaller.
He glanced quickly and promised: "Good! Good! It's not safe, let's get out of here first."
After saying that, regardless of Zhao Yali’s unacceptable answer, he grabbed his hand and ran away.